Alan L. Winters

FAMILY SECRETS

While wandering through the halls at night
We pass a room that’s locked up tight.
Then as we did when we were young,
We cross ourselves and hurry on.

What secrets hide behind the door?
After all these years, we’re still not sure.
But as we did when we were young,
We cross ourselves and hurry on.

And every now and then we hear
A sound of bones that rattle near.
So as we did when we were young,
We cross ourselves and begin to run.